Friday, November 25, 2011

Daughter

How I'm achng for you
    when the stars come out at night
A military daughter
    was never quite the life
I ever really wanted
    to build o'er all this time.
And now I cannot see you
    and I'm lonely every night.
I miss the celebrations,
    the new joys of your life.
And so I rest with hope
    that I'll see you again in time.

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